Shao Yuan was unconscious, except for the soldiers who were supporting him beside him, the rest of the people had already surrounded the Sanpin Demon.

The three of Qianjimen, Jiang Ping, Lin Yuanqian and Uncle Jiang were the first to bear the brunt.

Jiang Ping's three iron puppets and Uncle Jiang's five black iron puppets rushed forward and controlled the actions of the three-rank demons.

Lin Yuanqian, who was wearing a machine armor, raised the machine arm that was covering his hands.

The two heavy crossbows are gradually assembled under the operation of the mechanism.

The two crossbow arrows were engraved with mysterious carvings, and gradually lit up.

"Zheng-Zheng-"

The crossbow arrow wrapped in white aura directly pierced the eyes of the Sanpin demon.

Hou Tianlin had almost consumed all his blood qi in the battle with the Sanpin Demon just now.

Similarly, there is not much demonic power left of the Sanpin Demon.

There are two heavy crossbows stuck in the middle of the eye sockets.

"Tile Repair—"

This word was accompanied by the roar of the Sanpin demon, and it appeared in the demon's mouth again.

"Die. "The veteran who has fought the demons more than once probably guessed the meaning of these two strange syllables.

Behind him is the devastated town of Pingyang, and no one will have pity on the demons.

In the end, with the cooperation of the people of the Pingyang camp and the three of Qianjimen, the Sanpin demon was completely destroyed.

Won.

At the moment when the Sanpin Demon lost its vitality, these two words appeared in the hearts of all those who could still breathe.

It's just that as before, no one showed euphoria.

Looking back at Pingyang Town blankly, there are ruins and broken walls in sight.

The corpses of demons and Terrans piled up on top of each other, and blood covered the ground.

Some of the inhabitants slowly crawled out of the depths of the cellars, and when they saw the end of the fighting, their faces were full of sorrow.

There are also residents who have been hiding in the cellars and have lost their lives.

Some even died directly in the arms of their family members.

More than 40,000 residents of Pingyang Town have been attacked by demons, and their lives have been reduced by half.

The Pingyang battalion, which had just been replenished with more than 400 regular soldiers, was again nearly 100 short.

Every resident had tears on their faces, and some of the children and women were crying outright.

Even some men can't stop leaving tears in the corners of their eyes.

Afterwards, the residents slowly gathered and bowed deeply to the soldiers who were still alive in the Pingyang battalion.

The soldiers had serious expressions and did not know what to do.

"Bang Bang—"

"Bang Bang—"

At this moment, a burst of applause rang out.

Everyone looked quickly, only to see a figure shrouded in black robes walking leisurely and slowly approaching.

Strange to say, his pace is not fast, but every step he takes, he can close a large distance from everyone.

The palms of the two hands were only slightly clapped together, but the applause clearly reached everyone's ears.

"I have no intention of breaking the current atmosphere, but I just don't know if any of you have seen my newly recruited disciple a few days ago?"

Someone spoke, and the voice was equally slight.

But everyone could hear it clearly, and everyone shuddered.

Hou Tianlin seemed to realize something and wanted to make a move, but found that he couldn't move.

This is the case for everyone else.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is ...... I can't remember my name. But it seems like you all like to call us cults. The man said, looking up slowly.

Everyone was finally able to see each other's faces.

Under the pale and almost transparent skin, there are spider web-like black blood vessels.

The pupils are small like the tips of a needle, and at first glance, the other party's eyes are only the same pale color.

"My new disciple's name is Yin Daoren. Hasn't anyone seen it?" the cultivator cracked his mouth and smiled strangely.

The mouth is full of sharp teeth.

"Then I'll find it myself. ”

As soon as the words fell, an invisible power spread from the body of the self-proclaimed "evil cultivator".

The warriors who were affected all felt their hearts tighten, as if they had been pinched by a big hand.

Most of the ordinary residents of Pingyang Town fainted directly.

With a look of extreme horror on his face, it seemed that he had seen something terrible at that moment.

It didn't take long for a white streamer to fly from a low slope outside the town of Pingyang.

Stop in front of the cult.

The evil cultivator glanced at the white light, and then glanced at the person who was still standing.

The next moment, the white light slowly deformed, condensing a figure.

Jiang Ping, who couldn't move in the crowd, also widened his eyes at the moment when the white light appeared.

The white light in front of the evil cultivator turned into a human form, which was clearly the appearance of the previous corpse thief, that is, Yin Daoren.

He suddenly remembered that Yin Daoren had said before he died that he had been favored by an elder of the Ghoul Sect, and that was why he had become an evil cultivator.

Could this evil cultivator who suddenly appeared be the elder of the ghoul sect that Yin Daoren said?

And that white light is Yin Daoren's soul.

"My new disciple said that before entering with me, I have to come to Pingyang Town to settle past grievances. Unexpectedly, he was killed. What a piece of rubbish!"

Before the words fell, an extremely frightened look began to appear on Yin Daoren's soul face in front of the evil cultivator.

Then the soul began to distort back into a cloud of white light.

At the same time, a huge ghost and god phantom condensed out behind the evil cultivator.

I saw the long white hair of the ghost and god phantom, windless and automatic, with a green face and fangs.

He holds a bell in one hand and a black banner in the other.

The ghost and god phantom opened its mouth, and the white light that Yin Daoren's soul turned into was swallowed by the former.

The moment the ghost and god phantom appeared, the pressure on everyone surged several times.

Even the soldiers of the Pingyang Battalion, who are not in a high realm, have many who have lost consciousness under pressure.

"But no matter how I say that he is my favorite disciple, I still have to make you pay some price. ”

The words of the evil cultivator slowly spit out word by word.

The ghost and god phantom behind him immediately opened its mouth, and the bell in his hand shook wildly.

Streams of white light flew out from between the collapsed buildings, the souls of the dead.

Immediately afterward, the fainting residents and soldiers began to detach from their bodies and enter the belly of the ghostly phantom.

All sober people could feel something in their minds being pulled wildly, but they could also feel that the force was not too great to separate their bodies and souls.

"The corpse master and ghost master of my ghoul sect have made countless great achievements in the chaotic era when the human race and the demons first started the war, and after the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Dao was built, he was suppressed by the Holy Yang Dynasty and the so-called famous and decent people.

But despite being called a cult, we are still thinking about the Terrans.

Like at this moment, I'm just recycling. ”

Seeing more and more people fainting, the body loses its vitality while losing its soul.

The rest of the people who were still standing, but they were helpless.

After no more souls were withdrawn, the evil cultivators withdrew the ghosts and gods.

The next second, he said suspiciously: "Huh?"

It's just that Shao Yuan's soul, which has long since fainted, still remains in his body, solid as gold.